Dimitri opened his eyes. The moonlight made them sparkle as he hid in the shadows, crouching behind an abandoned fruit cart. For many nights he had stalked the alley, staying just in the darkness, but yet still able to look out into the street, lit by flickering streetlamps. Three nights, and not one worthy prey. He was getting frustrated!
Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of someone walking along the partially-darkened street. Ohh, that sexy, young thing, Dimitri thought. As the girl walked, her wide hips jiggled from side to side. Clad in a top that revealed a good portion of her cleavage, and exposed her midriff, including a short, black skirt that showed the press of her round buttocks against the fabric, the young woman – oh she was barely twenty – strolled, blissfully unaware of the danger that lurked nearby.
DimitriÂ’s eyes widened. His jaw dropped, his tongue licking his lips. He could no longer resist his urges. The desire in him threatened to rip him apart at any moment now. How he lusted for the girl. Dimitri saw her face as she walked beneath the dim glow of a streetlamp. Long, dark hair with streaks of blonde running through it, fine and delicate features, a small mouth, beautiful eyes, and rosy cheeksÂ…Her hair ended just below her perfectly-round shoulders, bare and skin seeming to glow in the moonlight from above.
Dimitri stood, slowly, eagerly anticipating his prize. As the girl continued along, he stalked her, always disappearing back into the shadows when she turned her head to look behind her. She knew she was not alone, yet could not see her stalker.
Her pace quickened. Now she entered an empty park, the streetlamps replaced by an eerie darkness that embraced both of them. But, sharp hearing, good vision, and years of experience enabled Dimitri to detect his prey.
The girl, however, was not so lucky. As she turned once more, she lost her footing and tripped. Dimitri pounced at the opportunity. He leapt from cover, and landed on top of the girl. Her screams were immediately muffled by DimitriÂ’s hand. His other hand drew the dagger he kept on his body, and brought it swiftly to her throat.
“Understand that you will not move, and that you will obey me, or your life ends in an instant,” Dimitri muttered menacingly, and he could hear her heavy breathing.
A small grin stretched across his face, as he held her tightly, feeling the soft, silky skin – like cream – beneath his fingers. Dimitri brought the girl to the building nearby, in the darkness. He saw nor heard no one else, and so quickly moved her into his apartment.
Slamming the door shut and locking it, Dimitri placed the knife on the table, then shoved the young woman violently on the bed. Her big eyes widened, and her seducing lips seemed to beckon to him. Dimitri chuckled. How he would brag to his mates tomorrow about his prize!
He crawled into the bed with her, his legs straddling her body. The girl struggled to free herself, but an amused Dimitri brought his lips to hers. He tasted her sweet saliva, and his tongue probed her mouth. The girl writhed on the bed, but DimitriÂ’s weight pinned her down.
He pushed one of his fingers into the girlÂ’s cleavage, and it disappeared between the soft, warm b.reasts. Dimitri could feel himself becoming erect. Ahhh, but not so soon. He decided to play with her a while longer, let her know he was in control.
The teenager squirmed, as Dimitri ripped the clothing off her shapely body. He watched hungrily as the girlÂ’s chest rose and fell with each breath. They came out in short gasps. So young, but so tempting, he thought.
Reaching for the table, he took a feather – one of his favorite torture tools – and showed it to the girl. She bit her lower lip, and tears streamed down her face. No…her eyes seemed to plead.
Dimitri brought the feather towards the girlÂ’s left b.reast, let it hover over it, then moved it down onto the n.ipple gently, tickling it with the feather, and watched as it grew hard and erect. The girl whimpered softly. Now, as fast as he could, he tickled the same n.ipple over and over again, as he got harder. The b.reast became flushed with blood, the skin getting redder and redder. The girl, he knew, could not take it any longer. But Dimitri could. The young woman moaned in pain, begging him to stop. Finally he let go.
As the girl lay on the bed, her smooth body slick with sweat, she begged him, “Please, please don’t do this to me…” Her sobs portrayed the fear within her.
Hearing her sweet, innocent voice sent shivers of desire up and down his spine. No, he was not done with her yet. Cupping her right b.reast with his left hand, he held her erect n.ipple between his fingers, stroking it. His head lowered to her other b.reast, which he squeezed with his right hand, and brought his mouth to her n.ipple, sucking on it. The girl whimpered again, as waves of pleasure and pain ripped through her nubile form. She shivered slightly when Dimitri bit down softly on the n.ipple. The girl was too exhausted to struggle.
Dimitri fondled her b.reasts, squeezing them in his hands. He licked her n.ipple once, his saliva leaving a wet trail on her b.reast. His hand moved slowly down her body, into her skirt, beneath her underwear, until it came into contact with a wet surface. His fingers found a slit, and he pushed them deep inside. His left hand still groping her b.reast, he shoved his other hand deeper into the slit. By now, half of it was inside the warm, wet confines of her v.agina. Dimitri quickly removed the girlÂ’s undergarments.
White hot pain seared through her body, as DimitriÂ’s hand penetrated her private part. She gasped, her body feeling hot and sticky. The pain, and also pleasure, as overwhelming, as she felt pressure building up in her pelvis. She could hold it no longer, and with a deep sigh, released the tension.
Dimitri felt a wave of force pushing his hand out of the slit. As he pulled it out, a stream of fluids, like water, squirted out of the v.agina, drenching him. The fluid sprayed all over his face, blinding him. He could hear the girl moan beside him. A sudden movement!
Dimitri wiped the water from his eyes. Shit! The girl was gone, all that remained on the bed was a large wet spot. He turned. There she was! Dimitri reached out and grabbed the girlÂ’s arms from behind. Her slit was still dripping with her juices, and it created a wet puddle on the floor.
He pinched her n.ipples, forced her as she wailed, down onto the bed again. His hand caressed her smooth sexy thighs, and touched her round, smooth buttocks, then slapped her hard across her face. She lay groaning, her long hair partially covering her pretty face.
Dimitri reached down, his lips just inches from the girlÂ’s hot, wet slit. His tongue licked her inner thighs, then slowly it moved up, closer and closer to the well-shaven v.agina.
“Oh God, no…please, no…” the girl pleaded as she squirmed, her soft, perfect b.reasts bouncing on her chest.
Ignoring her, Dimitri shoved his face into her private part. His tongue pushed deep into her slit, as he drank her hot, v.aginal juices. Some of it trickled down his chin, entered his nostrils as he breathed. His fingers pried open the tight hole, as Dimitri hungrily sucked her dry. The girlÂ’s screams of agony meant nothing to him.
Licking up the remaining juices with his tongue, he stood, unbuttoning his pants and removing it and his underwear.
His p.enis was fully erect, red, and throbbing to his heartbeat. The frightened girl stared at it, her soft whimpers music to his ears.
